Je m'appelle Luci. Je suis une jeune chatte qui a été recueillie par mon gentil papa Castiel alors que je mourrais de froid et de faim dans la rue. Nous vivons avec Dean. Je sens bien que lui non plus ne m'aime pas. Je crois qu'il ne voulait pas de moi ici. Pourtant, j'ai fait des efforts !

SPN100 Challenge. Prompt word: scale. If Dean says twelve, it's time for Sam to worry.

Gabriel cannot be in light, only darkness. It has been this way ever since Death helped him fake his own death. He remembers everything from his life as an archangel, and the guilt is eating him alive. He wishes that he could just die. Or be in the light again. Will someone come and some him from the darkness of forever? Or is it too late to save him?

SPN100 Challenge. Drabble challenge word: scale. Tag to 10.12. Brotherly banter.

A Winchester hug, dissected. No slash, one-shot.

When Sam was seven years old he brought his first dog home. Will eventually be Sabriel.

After a basic vampire hunt goes wrong, it forces Cas to make the biggest decision in his life. Unfortunately Dean doesn't see things as Cas does and when Cas makes a choice, Dean refuses to accept it. Destiel.

A stranger appears to Dean out of the blue to give him something he desperately needs... a hug. [Short, one-shot sort-of-fluff-but-not-really tripe that happened because Dean seriously needs a hug and this is about as close to giving him one as I can get.]

SPN100 challenge: WOW: Scale - the odd things you find in the sewer. Disclaimer: They are not mine. I only wish they were.

Midnight, You come and pick me up, no headlights, Long drive, Could end in burning flames or paradise, Fade into view, oh, it's been a while since I have even heard from you.

SPN100 Drabble Challenge, word: scale. Set: During Dean's time in Purgatory. It's surely not like holidays at Club Med – but getting ripped out of everyday life can have it's perks…

SPN100 Challenge: WOW: scale. Sometimes it's good to put matters in perspective.

SPN 100 Challenge: WOW: scale. There's suddenly a bit more of Dean to go round ...

Basically I went to a store and walked through the condom aisle and found a lube called intimate liquid. My friend thought it was hilarious and made me write a fic. This is my first smut-ish fic (There isn't any actual frickle frackle though) so keep that in mind. I'm just gonna go and hide forever now.

SPN100 Drabble Challenge: word count 100. Challenge word: scale. Warnings: Season 10 spoilery(ish). Summary: Sometimes reassurance feels a bit hollow.

It seems like he's always been here. Alone. He tried to find a way out, but every door and window is sealed shut and the only thing he's got is his fists, and he's swung until his hands are broken and bloody, but no matter how long he hits or how long, nothing works. The place is empty, but he's pretty sure the third room wasn't there yesterday. PLEASE REVIEW!

Prompt: Imagine getting beat up by a possessed Dean. Rated for abuse, violence, blood, and sexual assault. OC is...you, the reader! May be continued.

You've managed to convince Dean to take a few days off from hunting and the two of you are taking a drive down the Pacific Coast Highway. Some smut.

A teenaged Sam makes a deal to heal a gravely injured Dean, however part of the deal was that Dean loses his memory, now almost a decade later the brothers meet again under surprising circumstances. Can the bond of brotherhood survive the barrier of time and memories?

As the adoptive daughter of Bobby Singer, I can tell ya I know a few things about a lot of things. But something I've never known, is love, not the family kind of love, but the romance kind. I want to be held by someone who truly loves me for who I am, is that too much to ask? Trigger warnings: Self-harm, abuse (past). Rated M for adult content. Starts at season 4. DISCONTINUED

Dean got one of his front teeth knocked out during a hunt and Sam calls Cas for help. What happens when Cas has to do some awkward topical healing?

Después de mucho tiempo sin estar juntos, Sam y Gabriel se vuelven a ver, pero el arcángel se tiene que ir, eso sí, antes de irse le hace una promesa. Sabriel. Reto Concurso de San Valentín.

What do you do when you have two angels, a prophet, and two hunters under one roof around Christmas? You take a family photo of course. This is my first fanfic so R&R.

Every bottle he sees, every bar he struts into—they all bring up flashbacks of his time he spent with black eyes. Yet he continues to drink. One-shot, tag to 10x12, About A Boy.

Pre-series. John is the abuser. Sam is the victim. Dean doesn't know and his family members plan to keep it that way. A lot of hurt Sam and John being a dick (understatement). Warnings inside.